Archive for July, 2006

More UFO’s than the X-Files

Can it really be that bad, you say? Oh yes, yes it can. And I can prove it. This post contains a picture of every UFO floating around my house at this time. It doesn’t count two that are at work. Or is that three? I can’t seem to remember. It also doesn’t count things that are pretty much finished and just need to have the ends woven in or something.

Regardless, I apologize if your intarwebs crashes because of the massive amount of pictures. The really sick thing is that I’m not sure what a lot of them were supposed to be….

In no particular order:







Ponchoufo  Omsockufo



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a.        A
sudden manifestation of the essence or meaning of something.
b.        A
comprehension or perception of reality by means of a sudden intuitive realization:
“I experienced an epiphany, a spiritual flash that would change the way
I viewed myself” (Frank Maier).

I just realized that there is a paralell
between the way I approach my relationships and the way I approach knitting

1. Both my relationships and my sweaters
are usually long term commitments.

2. It’s very, very hard for me to stick
with just one the whole time. I’m not saying it can’t be done, it’s just
that it very rarely has been done.

3. They tend to "just happen"
and are never very well thought out beforehand.

4. Even when I know that there is no
possible way
that it could work out, I will fight my fate to the
bitter end. Denial- it’s not a river in Egypt.

5. Both experiences are filled with
emotional highs and lows. I am occasionally tempted to get out a big pair
of scissors.

6. I start with a great deal of gusto,
then get frustrated and bored until inevitably something more interesting
comes along. And when it does, good luck keeping me from running to it.

7. Something about it will bug me. I
will ignore it and hope that it will either go away or that I’ll get over
it, even though I know I will never really be over it. When I eventually
do have to deal with whatever my problem is, the fact that I’ve avoided
it for so long makes it that much more painful. <!–
8. Even though I know all of this stuff,\nI do the same thing over and over again. \n
Thank you,
\nHolly Harville
\nMTV Claims
\n"The animals of the world exist for their own reasons. They were not\nmade for humans any more than black people were made for white, or women\ncreated for men."
\nAlice Walker
\n\nThe information transmitted is intended only for the person or entity \nto which it is addressed and may contain CONFIDENTIAL material. If you \nreceive this material/information in error, please contact the sender \nand delete or destroy the material/information.\n\n\n\n


8. Even though I know all of this stuff,
I’ll probably keep right on doing it.

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I Give Up!

I am waving the white flag of customized blog layout. Enough is enough! I’d rather be blogging than trying to figure out how to make my blog look exactly the way I want it to. I succumb to the temptation of pre-designed themes with no shame.

Especially since I have some serious blogging to catch up on! First, some pictures that I couldn’t post last time:

Fat Louie and Bob. Guess which one is the boyfriend and which one is the cat and get a prize!  Boblouie

Dishcloth Mania:

Ok, this next one is just me (nothing particurally exciting) but it’s me at 317 pounds!! After nearly a month of being 319, I seem to be out of my weight loss slump. 2 more pounds until I’ve officially lost 10% of my starting weight. Hooray!


Moving forward: So far it’s been a very dramatic week. I set off for Highland Coffee yesterday afternoon for my regular weekend dose of Sunday knitting, which was pretty much business as usual. You know, knitting, stimulating coversation, trucks on fire… oh wait… FLAMING TRUCKS is not on the normal Sunday afternoon schedule! Especially not when the flaming truck in question is about 10 feet away from MY CAR!! Eek! There wasn’t anyone in the flaming truck and frankly, I was a lot more worried about my car blowing up than the truck owner. I watched the flames grow higher and higher from the deck, all the time wondering, "Exactly what is my deductible?"

Fortunately, the fire department arrived and the truck did not explode. My car is fine. I still don’t know what my deductible is.

After all the fiery truck drama was over, I headed home and started making a fairly elaborate dinner- Faux Fried Chicken, Vegan Macaroni and Cheese, Biscuits and Corn on the Cob- all from scratch, all in my tiny apartment kitchen. I put on a pot of water to boil and within seconds smoke was pouring out from under the burner. That’s right- my very first kitchen fire! It didn’t turn out to be a huge deal. I just threw some baking soda on it and it died down pretty fast. But I did learn a valuable lesson about the importance of cleaning under the burners on a semi-regular basis.

See, nobody every told me you had to clean those things out. I suspected that it might be important, but when I first tried to get the electric coils to come off and couldn’t pry them loose, I gave up. Well, after the whole fire thing, I was motivated to try again and it wasn’t nearly as complicated as it looked. In retrospect, it’s a wonder I hadn’t started a fire before this. There was a lot of charred-beyond-recognition stuff down there. I’m happy to say that any kitchen fires I might start in the future will be the result of me forgetting dinner on the stove- not long-forgotten dinner remnants under the stove. (Oh, and in case you’re wondering- dinner was fab and totally worth the fire, and the 2.5 hours it took me to make it.)

Today’s drama didn’t involve fire, but Louie. I took the day off, so after sleeping in and taking a nice long shower, I let Jet out on the deck, made my breakfast, and once I saw that the had returned to the inside, I closed the deck door and went about my business. Louie had an appointment at 2 pm to get a microchip installed at the vet. So about 1:30, I got out the cat carrier and went to find Fat Louie.

Louie was nowhere to be found. I wasn’t too worried, because ever since we brought him home, we’ve noticed that he likes to hide- under the bed, under the bathroom counter… pretty much, anywhere his fat ass can fit. I checked all the normal places- no Louie. I checked some really abnormal places- kitchen cabinets, the refrigerator, all the closets. Still, no Louie.

That’s when it occured to me- the deck. Even though Louie has shown absolutely no interest in going out on the deck… somehow, he must have slipped out without me knowing. And we live on the third floor of our apartment building. Not good. So I ran out to the deck- no Louie. I looked over the edge, fearing the worst- but no Louie. Then I was really panicking. I was thinking, "Oh my god, he’s fallen off the deck and hurt himself and crawled off somewhere to hide and he’ll die and I’ll never find him in time!" So I ran downstairs with a can of cat treats, shaking them like crazy and calling for him. He was nowhere in sight.

I came back upstairs in tears, beating myself up inside for being such an irresponsible kitty mother. I just knew Louie was somewhere out there, scared and hurt, and I couldn’t find him anywhere. I felt beyond terrible. And what was I going to tell the vet? That I lost the frigging cat before he could even be microchipped?!? I figured they would probably take Jet away from me because I obviously was not fit to take care of anything. Oh, the depths of my despair.

So, when I got back to the apartment, I enlisted Bob to help me go back over the apartment with a fine toothed comb. At some point in the search, we decided to lift up the couch. And guess what? Louie was under the couch the whole time. Don’t ask me how he got under there, because he is way too big to have comfortably squeezed under it. But I was so relieved to see his furry little face, I decided not to question the physics of the situation. We even made our appointment on time.

After all that, I’m kind of nervous about the rest of the week. Stay tuned to see what bizzarness will ensue….

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New Theme

Ok, I’m working on a new theme for the blog but as you can probably tell, it is really not working the way it supposed to, and it might be a day or two before I can really sit down and work out the kinks. Sorry!

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Blast from the Past

Yesterday I googled "peace sign intarsia", hoping to find a suitable graph for a top secret gift project. (She doesn’t read the blog, so if you’re reading this, odds are it isn’t for you- sorry!) I didn’t really find a graph that I liked, but I think what I did find was much, much better.

Handknit Vanilla Ice and New Kids on the Block sweaters. You’ll have to scroll down the page some to get to the pictures, but they are nothing short of amazing. Just imagine all the time and skill that had to go into the design and knitting of these sweaters! I think this might top the soccer scarf from the last post.

Loved your comment, Stephanie. No, you’re definitely not the only one who remembers the "Math is hard" Barbie. I did a little research, and now I blame that damn doll for all my problems. We are so oppressed. Totally. Just remember her the next time you can’t get a sleeve cap to work out right.Mathishard

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Betcha Don’t Love Soccer This Much…


 In world knitting news, this group of German knitters have knit a soccer-themed scarf measuring 7.8 miles. Almost $30,000 in wool. And, they love soccer enough to wear these dashy costumes. You have to admire their craziness enthusiasm.

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Weekend of Vengeance

There’s a lot going on this weekend at Casa de Golightly (unfortunately, no pics because the camera’s batteries are dead as a doornail, but I’ll try to get something up tonight:

  • Friday night, Bob and I drove down to Nashville for the opening of Sympathy for Lady Vengeance, a film by our favorite director, Chan Wook-Park. Yep, we are officially movie nerds. It was totally worth the trip. I would say you should definitely watch it if you get the chance, but I’ll warn you that it’s pretty hard to watch in places. Kidnapping, murder, torture, and ummm… vengeance. Lots of vengeance. Now that I’ve scared you off by confessing to what kind of movies I’m willing to drive three hours to see…
  • I’ll redeem myself by telling you that when we got home, we went straight to our local animal shelter and added Fat Louie to our family. When the volunteer was taking us
    back to see the cats up for adoption, she asked us if we wanted a
    bigger or smaller cat. We said, "Probably bigger." Well, let’s just say
    you get what you ask for. Fat Louie is definitely not a misnomer. I think he might need to be my new Weight Watchers buddy. Jet seems to have mixed feelings. He hisses at Louie, but then he runs away. This is probably wise, since Louie is roughly twice his size. The cool thing is, Louie couldn’t possibly care less. He’s just minding his own business and doesn’t seem interested in a fight at all. He’s super laid back, and that’s perfect because Jet is super hyper. The shelter people told me that someone just put him in a box and left him outside the doorstep. I can’t imagine abandoning this guy, or any cat for that matter.
  • Knitting has not actually occurred since Friday afternoon, because Lady Vengeance wasn’t the kind of movie you could really pay attention to and knit at the same time. My log cabin afghan is growing at an alarming rate, and unfortunately I don’t think it’s suitable for travel anymore. So tonight I went to Ben Franklin and bought more Sugar and Cream dishcloth cotton then I could knit in months. (It’s ok because it’s now officially July and my yarn diet for June is OVER!)


There have been requests (ok, ok, just one request, but let’s not be picky) for the pattern for my pumpkin hat. Stephani mentioned wanting to knit it for Jeanne’s breastfeeding promotional event this August, as mentioned in this post on the Yarn Harlot’s blog. I’m going to go ahead and post the original pattern as I wrote it. I have to warn her (and anyone else who wants to make a hat like this for the babies of the world) that I made it in Lamb’s Pride Bulky and it fits my big head, so it’s not entirely suitable for a baby in its current incarnation.

I think the key to resizing it is going to be GAUGE. (I think GAUGE should always be in all caps; Elizabeth Zimmerman does it in her chapter on GAUGE in Knitting Without Tears and she is never wrong.) I cast on 64 stitches in this bulky wool on size 10 1/2 needles, and it came out big enough to fit an adult. But I know that when I make baby hats (for example, the Umbilical Cord hats) I cast on 64 stitches in a worsted weight yarn and it comes out baby head sized. So I think that if you follow the basic instructions for the pumpkin hat and just change the yarn and the needle size, and a few key numbers, it’ll come out fine. I’m going to test out my theory and I’ll put up the re-sized baby pumpkin hat pattern too. But Steph is a smart, strong, beautiful woman and she can figure it out for herself, right?

I’ll put up a PDF of this when I work out all the kinks, but for now…

Pumpkin Hat

Yarn: Lamb’s Pride Bulky, 1 skein each orange and green
Needles: Size 10.5 16 in. circular needle
4 or 5 size 10.5 double pointed needles
GAUGE: about 3 st/in, but not critical due to the nature of the ribbing

CO 64 stitches with the orange yarn. Place marker and join into a round, being careful not to twist. K3, P1 all the way around until you get to the marker, and then just continue with the established ribbing pattern until you’ve knit about 5 inches. (Actually, for an adult hat you should probably knit 9 inches, but I think I ran out of yarn.)

At the beginning of the next round, change to the green yarn and knit one round. You’ll be knitting in stockinette stitch for the stem. Use whatever kind of decreasing method you like to shape the top of the hat, changing to double pointed needles when necessary, until you have 4 stitches left.

Arrange those last four stitches so that they’re all on one of your double pointed needles, and make an i-cord. After you have about 2 inches of i-cord, decrease one stitch (you should have three on the needles) and continue the i-cord until you think it’s done.

It’s nice to make it long enough so that it will curl under a little. Or alternatively, you could make it short and stubby and that would be cute too. BO your last three stitches and weave in the ends. Wear your pumpkin hat in public and watch everyone stare at you. Don’t worry, they’re just jealous.

If you have any trouble understanding my pattern (and you probably will, because I’m far from a profession at this), feel free to email me or leave a comment, and I’ll try to clarify. Or, if you’re lucky enough to know me in person, I’ll be happy to help you with it at my regularly scheduled knitting times on Wednesday or Sunday!

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